Light Up Your Letters

Dear Mom,
You
Are
Ridiculous.
Sincerely,
me.

Dear you,

I don't care what everyone else thinks.

- C

Dear Metro Station,

I never thought I'd feel a closeness to any of your songs since I find you fairly annoying.
But I guess I was wrong. The song is still a bit crap in my opinion, but I like the lyrics.
(:

-Krittika

Dear fuzz face,

:lmfao
Did you seriously fall asleep when I was feeding you this morning?

-The cleaning lady.

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Dear ____

Like most things these days that involve both me and you, this is a bit pathetic.
But, yeah, I'll get over it, and you'll remain just as clueless as you currently are about it.
:cute:

From, Whore.

P.S I'm so pathetic, I'm not even sure exactly who this is directed at anymore. It's probably at least 2 people.

Dear yet-to-be-born sister/Lua;

i hope you are cooler then me.

Sincerely, your older sister.

Dear You,

If you smile I'll smile, too.

Love,
me

Dear Me,
Quit being negative about yourself.
Sincerely, Zoe.

Dear Mibbians,
I love all of you.
Sincerely, Zoe.

Dear God,

Why does nothing go the way it's supposed to? I know I'm not supposed to question why, but honestly. Why does it feel like everything gets screwed over so easily?

Love, Kaitlin.

Dear Gil,

I can't believe you actually did that yesterday. It made my year.

I love you, darlin. I just hope you never find out!

Love always,

Gate

Dear Nick,

I hope you know the fact that I won't see you for the next 10 years or so really tears me up inside. And I hope she makes you happier than I never got the chance to.

--Me.

Dear Unnamed One,

I hope you know the fact that I saw you randomly in WalMart after a year and a half is really making me think of how things could have gone differently. Your personal analysis of me was right from the get-go.

--Me.

Dear stepdad,
Please, take me to see The Used! You never took me to see My Chemical Romance and Billy Talent like we were supposed to do last year. Please, please, please. I need this, you have no idea how much I need this.
~M's

Dear you;

i don't know how exactly to word this, other than to say that you disgust me.
kidding around is one thing, but forgetting his fucking name when you know for a
fact that my biggest fear is for him to be forgotten is another. dick face. i don't even
care if i'm supposed to respect you. i'm not going to just let you do that and act just
peachy. i'm through with your shit. you're ridiculous.

x Dev.

Dear B-Ro,

I'm sorry I left school and moved back home. And I'm sorry I'm moving 1,163 miles away in the summer. And I'm sorry that I may very well never see you again.
I never thought I could be so emotionally close to another person without romantic involvement (cuz you're a girl...yeah), especially after high school; but I am so glad that I met you and got to spend a year and a half of the best time of my life with you.
You've made a difference you will never understand, and you've always been there for me through thick and thick, through the pretty and the ugly.
I wish you well on your endeavors in the wide world awaiting us; know that I am always here, as I hope you return the favor.
We're not merely best friends.
We're sisters.
We're family.

Love,
Me

Dear Alcohol,
I'm giving up on you, because lately all you've done is let me down.
You will never cause me to lock myself in a bathroom and cry while my friends are having fun in the next room over, and you will no longer make me dependent on you for a good time. Nor will you make me insanely jealous of nice, pretty girls who like him.
--Me

Dear Samantha,

I want to be you. You're near perfect in my eyes. You care for others, you're ruthless when you need to be. You're beautiful, you're paranoid. You get afraid but still act like a solider. You can sing like a bird but you still get stage fright.
You do have flaws but they are spectacular ones. And maybe that's what appeals to me. I know you aren't perfect and you know it to, but you don't care. At least you try not to. You don't think about what others say about them either.
I created you to. Honestly I think you are just a more intense me. I'm like a watered down you. :( And I hate it. I hate that when something happens and I think to myself, "Sam would've made a comment and not just look on."
People are going to read this and think I'm crazy. :think: Or confused. Probably both.
But it's not for them. It's for me and my second personality I suppose. :tehe:

The writer of your life,
Kimberly

Dear You;

I love you. Can't wait to move in with you once I graduate and go on a roadtrip to Disneyland together and shoot Mickey Mouse with water guns. :tehe:

Love, Me.

Dear Friends,
I'm lonely yet no one cares.
I've asked many times yet no one will include me.
I do hope that you're all having fun in Mexico over the break,
I hope that you won't regret another decision to leave me behind,
I can't wait until I can finally say that I don't need you.
Sincerely, Kelsey.

Dear God,
I don't normally ask you for person gain and such. But this one time, please give me the courage to ask that dear boy, David, outtttttttttt. Because my gosh i've got so little of it.
Love, Nikki.

Dear Crazy Girl In Canada;;

You make me smile. You make my day full of epic.
It seems like it's been months since we've last talked, when really it's only been the night.

You're the bfffl I never knew I had. :arms:

Sincerely,
That Psychopath In Oregon.

Dear Boyfriend,

If you're gonna get high tomorrow,
don't even fucking bother.

Sincerely,
Girlfriend.